Verse 1
Rolling through the city with the streetlights low,
Dreams in the trunk, yeah, we ready to go,
Built from the dirt, now we polished and clean,
This the sound of kings that were never unseen,
Engines talk loud like they speaking in code,
Every scar tells a story of the pain that we rode,
No silver spoons, just work and grind,
From broken roads to a million-mile mind.
Pre-Chorus
We were ghosts in the dark, now we flames in the rain,
Turned every loss into horsepower gain,
Hands on the wheel, eyes on the gold,
Selfmade truths, yeah, the story untold.
Chorus
This for the Selfmade Car Club (chatgpt://generic-entity?number=0), all gas, no chain,
Burning old doubt in the midnight flame,
For Mike Gutta (chatgpt://generic-entity?number=1) and matty260 (chatgpt://generic-entity?number=2), names in the stars,
From the back of the lot to the front of the cars,
Yeah, we rise, we ride, no one can stop,
Selfmade dreams in a tuned-up drop.
Verse 2
Late nights freezing, hands full of grease,
Prayed for a break, we didn’t get peace,
So we built it ourselves, wrench by wrench,
Now success smell rich like fresh burned bench,
Laugh at the hate when we peel out fast,
They stuck in the past, we outlast the past,
Came up slow but we here on time,
From empty pockets to flooded shine.
Pre-Chorus
Every mile was wild, every turn was tight,
But we never folded, yeah, we won that fight,
Heart full of fire, lungs full of smoke,
If life tried us hard, then we harder, no joke.
Chorus
This for the Selfmade Car Club, all gas, no chain,
Burning old doubt in the midnight flame,
For Mike Gutta and matty260, names in the stars,
From the back of the lot to the front of the cars,
Yeah, we rise, we ride, no one can stop,
Selfmade dreams in a tuned-up drop.
Bridge
Start line prayers in a neon glow,
Every setback made our engine grow,
If the devil knock, we shift that gear,
Leave him in smoke when we disappear.
Final Chorus / Outro
Selfmade forever, carved in chrome,
From nowhere nights to a rolling throne,
If you hear this song when the engine start,
Know we built this life from a beat-up heart,
Selfmade loud, Selfmade true,
This club, this family, this life we choose.
